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Inspired by the thought-provoking film "Get Out," "White Wives And White Wolves" delves into the complex dynamics of interracial relationships through the story of Tony, a black man who embarks on a romantic journey with a white woman. Navigating the treacherous waters of societal scrutiny, Tony faces judgment from his own black family for his choice of a partner. Despite the disapproval, he persists in his relationship, which takes an unexpected turn when his white girlfriend becomes pregnant. Pressured by his family, Tony and his girlfriend reluctantly marry at the tender age of seventeen, causing society at large to look down upon their union. With her white family disowning her for her association with a black man, Tony's family steps in to provide them with a new home. As the couple attempts to carve a path forward, their situation takes an unexpected twist. When their baby is just weeks away from being born, the white family has a change of heart and invites their daughter back into their lives. However, beneath this newfound acceptance lies a web of hidden motives and concealed truths. In "White Wives And White Wolves," questions of danger, deception, and family loyalty come to the forefront. Will Tony's wife and child find themselves in peril at the hands of her own family? This gripping narrative explores the boundaries of love, race, and trust, leaving readers on the edge of their seats until the very last page.

Weber was just another university student—until his secret got out. A secret that could end a war, tip the balance of power, and reshape the nation. But wielding it comes at a cost he refuses to pay. Now, hunted by those who want to use him and those who want him dead, Weber has two choices: run and lose everything, or fight and become the very monster he fears.

After hearing devastating news from her caretakers, Michelle Mercia ran away from her orphanage. With nowhere to go, Michelle discovers a place she hasn’t been in for a long time. When Michelle remembers her close friends at the Playtime Co. factory, she makes it her mission to find them within the factory. What twisted fate awaits her? A little heads up: In my AU, the toys do age, and I might add a romantic relationship into the story. If you don’t like it, don’t read it. This AU will also have a Saves Everyone AU, so I hope you enjoy it. All the characters, except for OCs, belong to Mob Entertainment. (Rated mature for cursing and blood) A/N(6/14/25): https://www.tumblr.com/kawaiisylveon98/786384180337590272/would-anyone-be-interested-if-i-made-an-ask-and?source=share

Di masa depan ketika Bumi telah berubah menjadi sarang monster mengerikan, umat manusia hidup dalam bayang-bayang kepunahan. Kota-kota runtuh, langit tak lagi ramah, dan harapan menjadi sesuatu yang langka. Di tengah dunia yang nyaris mati itu, hiduplah seorang remaja bernama Storm Realms-anak biasa yang bahkan terlalu lemah untuk sekadar bertahan hidup. Ia bukan petarung. Bukan pula seseorang yang diharapkan mampu mengubah keadaan. Keberadaannya tenggelam di antara jutaan jiwa yang putus asa. Namun takdir memilihnya. Sebuah peristiwa tak terduga membangkitkan kekuatan besar yang selama ini tertidur dalam dirinya-kekuatan yang berasal dari sesuatu yang lebih tua dari kehancuran dunia itu sendiri. Kekuatan yang dapat menjadi harapan atau justru malapetaka baru. Ketika dunia menutup mata terhadapnya, Storm memilih untuk melawan. Dengan tekad yang ditempa penderitaan dan sisa harapan yang hampir padam, ia melangkah ke garis depan pertempuran, menjadi cahaya di tengah langit yang dipenuhi kegelapan. Karena selama masih ada bintang yang bersinar, perlawanan tidak akan pernah berakhir.

When most people retire, they help raise grandkids, babysit, or go square dancing. But when Pei Ye retires, she spends her money raising virtual characters. Before spending: "Trash game. They're not even trying with these cash grabs." After spending: "Amazing! I can splurge AND grind!" Raising virtual characters, you see, can nurture the soul and add a little color to an otherwise dull retirement. And if you raise them well, not only do you build a bond with them, you might even… well…

Have you often come across a game where you start with a bonfire, surrounded by ice and snow, with resources all manually transported, and monsters attacking at any time... Xia Hong wakes up to find himself in such a world. The ice and snow rage on, beasts rule the land, civilization is lost, and all people and things that once existed have been invaded into powerful and bizarre entities, leaving humans as a humble race surviving in the shadow of winter, on the brink of extinction. Fortunately, Xia Hong possesses a camp system that can upgrade infinitely. [Small Bonfire]—[Iron Furnace]—[Solar Cauldron]... [Wooden Post]—[Training Ground]—[Martial Arts Hall]... [Bamboo Fence]—[Black Soil Wall]—[Iron Wall]... [Monument Stone]—[Notice Board]—[Hero's Monument]... ... As Xia Hong slays the beasts and exterminates the bizarre entities, gradually gathering humans, dispelling the winter, and opening up territory, the mysterious veil of this world is slowly unveiled in its entirety.

Amidst much anticipation, the virtual reality game Dark Land, a decade in the making, has finally launched. However, its steep price has caused many long-time fans to hesitate. Meanwhile, an obscure game has gained massive attention, cleverly capitalizing on Dark Land's popularity. Qi Sheng: "I've got a link to a cracked version of Dark Land! Free and legit!"

In the cold and dark depths of the universe, nine massive dragon corpses pull an ancient bronze coffin, existing since time immemorial. This is an incredibly shocking image captured by a space probe in the desolate universe. Nine dragons pulling the coffin—have they returned to Ancient Times, or have they arrived at the Paramita of the Starry Sky? A vast world of Immortal Heroes, bizarre and extraordinary, endlessly mysterious. Blood boils like a volcano, passion surges like a vast sea, desire is as boundless as the Abyss... Climbing the Heavenly Road, walking while singing, a mere gesture can cover the sky.

This was the story of the Wannabe Webnovelist Team (aka WW) who slaved over writing for five years and did not receive a single reader, only to discover that the person responsible for the final edit and publishing in the Wannabe Webnovelist writing team never actually published anything. He had only uploaded everything to the drafts. Sit back and relax (or not) as you try to figure out which character has written which paragraph or chapter. Not to mention working out how many people are actually in this team - this may fluctuate. The WW team's rules in this novel are that once a chapter has been published, no one in the team can edit it. (NB: all the characters in this work are fictional and while any resemblance to real life people are not entirely coincidental - no insults are meant. This is a completely tongue in cheek, rubbish piece of nothing. Yes, you read that right. If you find this as nonsensical as the author(s), then 'high five!' You are on the right page.) Also, has this story really been discontinued? Wait and see... because if it really has been discontinued, we hope the readers enjoy being left hanging on the cliff edge - or just hanging, cos there's nothing wrong with just hanging about. Addit Oct 2023: WW is on a long break. Who knows if they'll ever get back together or come back (in fact, I doubt they will ever return - I think they've given up). Therefore, you will receive random short stories instead. This is now truly discontinuous nonsense. Enjoy. If you don't like one story, you can now switch to a different one via the contents page. Yay.

"Luca, please…" she cried. "You need to see who the devil really is. And decide if you want me that way," he said. "Because this is who I am. You either accept it or reject it." Luca's hand reached for a knife from the array of tools spread meticulously on the desk. "I wanted to prolong his suffering…" he murmured. "Luca…" she whispered. "But since this is a show and tell…" Without a pause, he cut the rope holding Inferi's wrists, letting the man drop heavily to the floor with a thud that made the room shudder. Inferi's eyes, wide with terror, flicked to Vee as his body twisted weakly under the weight of his injuries. "This isn't one of those times when you ask me to let someone go, I am going to kill him right here." "You have two choices," he continued. "Walk away right now, and I will accept that you will never accept who I am. Or stay and watch me kill him, to prove to me that you accept all of me, that you want all of me." "God, please, Luca, don't do this." Behind Luca, Inferi struggled weakly on the floor. Luca looked only at her. "It's simple, Vee. I am giving you a choice. I don't have a gun to your head, now, do I? Are you ashamed of who I am, or do you accept who I am?" "It's not so simple!" Vee yelled. "You're asking me to stand here while you take a life." "I will count to ten." He gestured with the knife toward the steel door behind her. "There is the door. Here is me." "Jesus!" Vee bit down on her lower lip. She squeezed her eyes shut. "Jesus Christ!" "One…" "Two…" She stepped toward him. "Three…" "I'm not running." She moved closer. "I will not run. I will stay." "Four…" Vee drew in a shaky breath, steadying herself against the tidal wave inside her. "I meant what I said last night. I said I love you. I meant it. But don't subject me to this. It will not change how I feel about you. It won't." She stepped even closer, until the knife hovered inches from her hip. "But it will most definitely change me." She swallowed hard. "If you make me stand here and watch this, you are not testing my love. You are reshaping me into something I may never recognize again." Her hands came up slowly and pressed against his chest. "I love the man who protects. The man who terrifies everyone else but holds me like I matter." Her eyes glistened, but she did not look away. "I know what you are. I accept what you are. But do not ask me to become it." "Five…" Luca moved behind Inferi now, the knife hovering at his throat. Vee's feet rooted to the floor, the edge of Luca's jacket gripped tightly in her fists. Her eyes, brimming with tears locked onto his, daring him to see, really see, what she was becoming in his presence. "Six…" he continued. He held the knife steady against Inferi's skin, a cold, absolute line of judgment, waiting. And in that pause, Luca realized a part of him wanted her to run, desperately. He wanted her to bolt, to retreat from this room of blood and fear, because maybe, just maybe, if she ran, he would see the futility of the obsession clawing at him from the inside. "Seven…" he murmured. "Eight…" "Nine…" Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall.

He was forbidden. My brother's best friend. Also the most dangerous man in the country. And I signed myself over to him. Leah Thorne had one rule: stay away from Dimitri Valentino. It shouldn't have been difficult. He was ruthless, feared, and devastatingly beautiful in the way that only truly dangerous things are. The kind of man who owned nightclubs, commanded armies, and made grown men weep with a single look. The kind of man her brother Mike trusted with his life. The kind of man she had absolutely no business wanting. But one shattered marriage, one bottle of whiskey, and one catastrophically bad decision later, Leah wakes up in Dimitri's bed with a signed contract on the nightstand and six months of her life no longer her own. Her body. His rules. No exceptions. The contract is iron-clad, the penalty clause suffocating — fifty million dollars she doesn't have. And Dimitri Valentino, the Wolf of the Italian underworld, has absolutely no intention of letting her go. He says he'll ruin her for other men. He's not lying. Because beneath the cold control and the thousand-dollar suits is a man who has wanted her for seven sinful years — who has memorized the curve of her smile, the sound of her laugh, and exactly how to take her apart piece by piece until the only word left in her vocabulary is his name. Eve came to him broken, looking to feel wanted. She never expected to feel owned. She never expected to love it. Six Months Contract With The Mafia God is a scorching dark romance about forbidden hunger, dangerous obsession, and the catastrophic moment a good girl stops running from the wolf who has always been hunting her. Some contracts change everything. Some men are worth the fine print.

The Day the Apocalypse Arrives—No One Has Privileges Anymore. It doesn't matter if you're a child, a man, a woman, or someone with a disability—if you want to survive, you must quickly grasp the rules of survival. Our only goal is to live—and to keep living.

She woke up in the dark. Sayoko awakens in the abandoned wing of her school with no memory of how she got there. Confused and afraid, she returns home searching for answers. But her family cannot see her. They cannot hear her. As they continue their lives without noticing her standing beside them, Sayoko is forced to accept the impossible truth: she is dead. Unable to remember what happened to her, Sayoko begins searching across the prefecture for the truth behind her death. Each clue leads her deeper into a world hidden from the living a world of restless spirits, buried secrets, and people who know more than they should. Her only link to the world she lost is a boy who can see ghosts. At his side is a male spirit with no memory of his own past, bound to the same uncertain path. Then there is a quiet, unsettling girl whose knowledge of the dead may be far more dangerous than it first appears. As a young officer and an exorcist pursue mysteries that refuse to stay buried, Sayoko’s search brings her closer to the answer she fears most. What happened to her? And who was responsible for taking her life?

After a failed suicide attempt, a woman wakes up to find she is no longer alone in her body. Something ancient survived inside her. And it wants intimacy. Not love. Not possession. Intimacy.

What would you do when you can't differentiate reality from dream?

"Swara" is enigmatic. Swara means self-shining in Sanskrit. Swara is an energy that keeps on shining, and it is kept safely in the Indian National Museum. Swara was discovered by a group of travelers, and it is maintaining the world's balance, due to which wars, conflicts, and tragedies have decreased significantly in the world. Swara needs to be protected at all costs. But a secret organization is plotting to get their hands on it with the desire to control the world. The story starts with a teenage girl named Shringar, who lost her memories and her family in an incident. Her parents were killed, and she was also about to be killed. But then she finds herself in the house of an amiable doctor, Nitish. Shringar tries to know her past, and then she gets to discover her connection with the enigmatic Swara.

Koyomi Araragi, a high school student who, after surviving a vampire attack, spends his final year helping girls afflicted by various, often personal, supernatural "oddities" (apparitions, ghosts, spirits). The series is a mystery-focused narrative, with arcs revolving around psychological issues manifested as supernatural phenomena.

It was just supposed to be a normal school day when the world shrunk and shit-hit-the-fan. Now they’re trapped and being hunted down—and she wishes nothing more than for it to all be a terrible dream… even if reality was worse than the dream. *updates Saturday @ 0600 hours*

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] I hate horror. From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... All of it. I hate it. So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. A crappy one at that. So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. And yet... [Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] Nope, I don't want it. Let me quit. ※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game! *** This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? If that's the case, who do I curse? *** An SCP inspired story with its own twist! Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p

She is the true daughter of a prestigious family in the Federation, who was lost outside and grew up in a garbage heap, and is also a waste with only F-level spiritual power. Her parents' abandonment and favoritism, the exclusion and framing by her green tea fake daughter sister, the cultivation sect in crisis. She can only regain her cultivation and turn the tide by participating in the Federation Planet's 'God Creation Game'! "No way? Someone with only F-level spiritual power can also enter the 'God Creation Game'?" "Maybe just to make up the numbers." "With only 3 attack points, even a gust of wind can kill her, right?" Josh, the sickly waste not favored by everyone, casually summoned a Divine-level Monster in the dimension. Just when everyone thought she was going to kill all sides, she smiled slightly: "Open for fortune-telling, divining the location, weaknesses, and treasures of monsters, looking at dimension feng shui, monster physiognomy, one divination for 3000 points, scan the code to pay, thank you!" Barrage: "What's wrong! 3000 points, what idiot would go there! She's a fraud!" Contestant: "Me me me! I want a reading, I want a reading!" "I was here first!" "Don't cut in line!" Barrage: "......" Are these the star contestants they've fostered with points?